“It is now 14:12 China time. One hour has passed since Hong and Thunder God fought the Golden Horned Beast.”
Babata’s voice was extremely serious.
“The Golden Horned Beast’s life force became so weak this time that it is obvious it suffered severe injuries. It definitely will not recover in just a day or two. However, you cannot waste time. The sooner you act, the better.”
Having decided to help Luo Feng, Babata immediately began planning with all his effort.
“First, find five planetary level volunteers. You will use the Six Pointed Star secret technique, completely absorb the power generated by the burning souls of the other five people, merge it into the Tower of the Void, and then use the desperate final technique of the Tower of the Void.”
“The five people chosen must be planetary level.”
“The stronger they are, the better. Greater strength means stronger vitality, and stronger vitality means more power generated when their souls burn.”
Standing on the rooftop, Luo Feng looked at the surrounding skyscrapers and the streets below, where military transport convoys were constantly moving.
“Babata, send my proposal to every planetary level warrior. Anyone willing to join, anyone willing to sacrifice themselves, should reply to me.”
His voice was low but resolute.
“Understood.”
Under Babata’s control, every planetary level expert on Earth received the message at the same time.
“Luo Feng, how many do you think will volunteer?” Babata could not help asking. “They are all planetary level warriors or spirit readers. Even if the base cities fall and humanity is forced into a mass evacuation, they still have the highest chance of survival.”
“I don’t know,” Luo Feng replied, shaking his head.
The Six Pointed Star secret technique was a very special technique of the Meteorite Star lineage. One of its abilities allowed others to sacrifice themselves by burning their souls.
This technique could even be used on one’s own servants.
However, the sacrifice had to be voluntary and without resistance.
The moment resistance appeared, the technique would fail.
Therefore, Luo Feng could not force anyone to sacrifice themselves.
Beep!
His communication watch sounded.
“There’s one.”
Luo Feng immediately opened the message.
There were only a few words.
“I, Yaorao, am willing to go.”
Luo Feng was shaken.
The first person to volunteer was actually Yaorao, one of the three personal guards under Hall Master Hong.
Beep! Beep!
The watch sounded twice more.
“Two more?”
Luo Feng was about to check when the sounds continued.
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
The notifications arrived almost continuously.
The sounds were soft, yet the unending stream of them left Luo Feng deeply shocked.
“These people are crazy,” Babata muttered.
Three minutes and sixteen seconds.
The watch continued sounding throughout that time.
Only after three minutes and sixteen seconds passed did the notifications finally stop.
“Luo Feng, eighty one messages have been received. Sixty two people are willing to participate. The remaining messages are mostly asking whether you are confident and what the chances are of killing the Devouring Beast.”
Babata had already finished counting.
Luo Feng nodded slightly.
“Luo Feng, make your decision. Which five will you choose?” Babata asked.
Whoever was selected would become a sacrifice.
“Choose based on soul strength. Pick those who will contribute the most. Babata, make the selection.”
Luo Feng’s voice was low.
“Understood.”
Babata quickly replied.
“The five have been selected. They are Mohanderson, East, Tripathi Singh, Jia Yi, and Sokolov. They are from America, the European Union, India, China, and Russia respectively. However, your War God Palace’s Fifth Councillor never replied.”
“I cannot force anyone.”
Luo Feng silently repeated the names.
“Mohanderson, East, Tripathi Singh, Jia Yi, Sokolov…”
Mohanderson.
The man known as the Ice Emperor, a domineering figure and America’s real life superhero.
East.
Formerly Earth’s strongest spirit reader before Luo Feng surpassed him.
Tripathi Singh.
India’s strongest warrior, known as the Lion King.
Sokolov.
Russia’s most feared powerhouse, infamous for his brutality.
Jia Yi.
A hero of China who had devoted his life to the nation since the Great Nirvana Period.
“Five people.”
Luo Feng understood.
The moment the Six Pointed Star technique began, these five would die.
Even knowing that, they had replied immediately.
“Notify the five of them. Give them fifteen minutes to say goodbye to their families. After that, head towards the Pacific Ocean at maximum speed.”
“Understood.”
Babata immediately sent the notifications.
Russia.
A huge, intimidating man with faintly red eyes stood outside a house.
The door remained shut.
“Yelena!”
His deep voice carried through the house.
“This is the last time I’ll come to see you.”
He was Sokolov.
The embodiment of brutality and strength.
Russia’s strongest warrior.
He had never married.
He loved alcohol and women.
No one in Russia dared provoke him.
Yet very few people knew he had a daughter.
A daughter born from a drunken encounter.
“I’m going to the Pacific Ocean to fight that Devouring Beast. Yelena, take care of yourself.”
Sokolov shouted again.
His terrifying eyes remained fixed on the windows and door.
Hidden within them was longing.
Hope.
A desperate wish.
Yet the door never opened.
Sokolov suddenly turned around.
Without hesitation, he strode towards a nearby flying saucer shaped fighter aircraft.
Moments later, the craft lifted into the sky.
Click.
Only then did the house door open.
A woman wearing an apron stepped outside and looked into the distance.
All she saw was a tiny flying saucer disappearing into the sky.
Soon it vanished beyond the horizon.
Looking down at the enormous footprints left in the snow, she burst into tears.
The brutal polar bear, Sokolov, had bid farewell to his daughter.
The Ice Emperor, Mohanderson, said goodbye to his wife, his son, and his infant grandson who was still drinking milk.
The Lion King, Tripathi Singh, bid farewell to his three wives and numerous children.
East simply locked himself in a room alone for five minutes before boarding his aircraft.
Jia Yi merely called his family before departing.
Inside Luo Feng’s living room.
“Get up, Xiaofeng. Get up.”
Luo Hongguo and Gong Xinlan, both in tears, hurriedly tried to help Luo Feng to his feet.
“Luo Hua, take care of Mum and Dad.”
Luo Feng looked at his younger brother.
“I will.”
Luo Hua’s eyes were red as he nodded repeatedly.
Luo Feng nodded slightly before turning towards Xu Xin, whose face was already covered in tears.
He reached out and took her hand.
“I’m sorry.”
“Don’t say that.”
Xu Xin shook her head.
“I owe you a wedding.”
Luo Feng extended his left hand.
Instantly, a strand of steel wire from the mosquito screen on the balcony was pulled free.
As it flew over, it split into two pieces.
The two short wires twisted and curled into rings.
“There isn’t time to buy real rings.”
Holding the wire rings, Luo Feng spoke softly.
“In front of my parents, Xu Xin, will you marry me?”
“Yes. Yes.”
Xu Xin nodded through her tears.
Luo Feng gently placed the wire ring on her ring finger.
Xu Xin then placed the other ring on his finger.
“I’m sorry. I’ve let you down, and I’ve let down our two unborn children.”
Looking at Xu Xin, Luo Feng lowered his head and kissed her.
Xu Xin closed her eyes.
When their lips finally parted and Xu Xin opened her eyes again, she saw only Luo Feng’s back disappearing through the front door.
“Xiaofeng!”
“Luo Feng!”
Everyone rushed outside and looked up into the sky.
A young man standing on the Soaring Sky Shuttle became a streak of light and disappeared into the eastern horizon.
Luo Feng flew through the sky atop the Soaring Sky Shuttle.
Below him, Yangzhou City had almost vanished from view.
Beneath him stretched ruined, desolate cities covered in dust and filled with monsters.
These had once been cities before the Great Nirvana Period.
Now they belonged to monsters.
“This is Luo Feng. Mohanderson, East, Tripathi Singh, Jia Yi, and Sokolov, report your current positions and aircraft speeds. I’ll determine the rendezvous point.”
The communication channel connected all five.
“This is Mohanderson. My aircraft speed is three thousand eight hundred metres per second…”
“This is Jia Yi…”
…
One after another, all five reported their locations and speeds.
Babata quickly calculated the optimal meeting point.
“Luo Feng, the rendezvous point has been determined. It will take one hour and eight minutes for all of you to arrive. The location is only three hundred and fifty one kilometres from the Golden Horned Beast’s current position.”
“Good.”
Luo Feng immediately informed the others.
…
It was still afternoon in China.
However, as they approached the meeting point, the sky rapidly darkened.
At the rendezvous point.
When Luo Feng arrived, a black flying saucer shaped fighter was already hovering high in the sky.
A slightly curly haired South Asian man flew out.
“Luo Feng, hello.”
The man extended his hand.
“Tripathi Singh, hello.”
Luo Feng shook it.
Not long afterwards, Mohanderson arrived from America.
The fourth to arrive was Jia Yi.
The fifth was Sokolov.
The sixth was East.
“I’ve already explained the key points. Everyone understands?” Luo Feng asked.
“Understood.”
Mohanderson, East, Tripathi Singh, Jia Yi, and Sokolov all nodded solemnly.
“Good. Then let’s head out. We’ll descend to the seabed and reach the Devouring Beast.”
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Six people.
Six streaks of light.
Together they flew towards the location more than three hundred kilometres away.
At that moment, every nation on Earth was broadcasting the scene live.
Luo Hongguo, Gong Xinlan, Xu Xin, and countless others watched through tears.
The leaders and elites of every country understood.
This was probably humanity’s final chance.
“America’s strongest warrior, Mohanderson. The European Union’s strongest warrior, East. India’s strongest warrior, Tripathi Singh. Russia’s strongest warrior, Sokolov. China’s eternal hero, Jia Yi.”
“And…”
“Earth’s strongest spirit reader, the youngest supreme genius, Luo Feng.”
“Let us remember their names forever.”
The narrator’s voice was low and solemn.
On the screen.
The six supreme warriors flew through the air, then dived downward together into the vast ocean.